Looking at the US military position that was in chaos, Xia Yuan showed a faint smile on his face. He quietly left the US military position, retrieved his gun, squatted on the ground, and stared into the distance. They were still far away from the enemy position.
More than two hundred meters away, there was an open area sloping downwards. The soldiers squatted on the ground, half of their upper bodies exposed, and fired at the enemy's positions in an orderly manner.
It can still be seen that in this orderly shooting, instructor Shao wants the soldiers to save ammunition, so the firing frequency of each soldier is kept at the same level, so as not to consume too much
ammunition.
If you think about it carefully, you can understand it.
While thinking, the sharp whistling sound of shells fired from long-range artillery came from the sky above my head. Looking up at the sky, several arcs appeared on the black sky, and the shells dragging the arcs flew over my head one after another, like
It was like a falling meteor, landing on the mountaintop in the distance. In an instant, the mountaintop was swallowed up by ferocious artillery fire.
"It's done!"
Xia Yuan smiled happily and immediately started to retreat with his gun in hand.
The next thing is not something they can participate in. The situation will present two situations. The first is that the U.S. troops on the two highlands will start fighting and both sides will lose. The other situation is a one-sided situation. The U.S. military that has lost radio communication will be crushed.
Pressure, after all, the difference is here.
"Instructor, the company commander is back!"
After the cannon company soldiers responsible for reconnaissance fired two shells, their mission was completed. They took over the reconnaissance mission and were responsible for guarding the retreat road to prevent the enemy from appearing.
"Lao Xia, you did a great job. Listening to this sound, the foreign devils' artillery fire is indeed aimed at our own people!"
Instructor Shao looked very happy. It was the first time for them to do such a thing.
The soldiers also had smiles on their faces, and they shot at the enemy positions calmly and randomly. This kind of action did not require any risk, and the task of playing tricks on the enemy was simply amazing. The fighting spirit of the soldiers
Very high, and with the progress of these missions, the fighting enthusiasm has reached an unprecedented high and has reached a peak.
"Company Commander, you are so awesome. You said you let the enemy's artillery hit your own people, but the enemy's artillery actually hit your own people."
Lao Yang squatted in the trench, replaced bullets, turned and shouted.
"Grandma, you are so stupid! This time, let the foreign devils have a taste of being blown up by you! Hahahaha!" Ma Da laughed unscrupulously, and there was a bit of arrogance in his laughter.
The soldiers echoed and laughed too. There was nothing they could do. They had been suppressed for too long during this period. They were the only ones left in this company. If the instructors were not always paying attention to the mental health of the soldiers, they would probably be dead.
Many soldiers want to give up.
Grandma, the enemy has guns, people, cannons, ammunition, food, planes, tanks, and armored vehicles. They have nothing. They can't be beaten and beaten, and they can't be consumed and consumed. They look at familiar people here and there.
The soldiers sacrificed themselves, and the soldiers felt extremely uncomfortable.
But now, the annoyance in my heart has finally found a breakthrough. There is nothing more joyful than watching two dogs bite each other.
"withdraw!"
As soon as the five minutes were up, instructor Shao immediately issued an order to retreat. The enemy's artillery fire was fierce and lasted for a full five minutes without stopping at all. Stones continued to roll down from the top of the mountain, and the artillery fire ravaged the high ground and the mountain.
It kept uttering sounds of compassion and could not stop shaking and shaking.
"Grandma, the foreign devils' artillery fire is really fierce. Fortunately, they used it on our own people."
Along the predetermined retreat route, the soldiers packed up their ammunition and set off immediately. The falling gravel on the road became an obstacle to their retreat. The shaking of the mountain made some soldiers almost fall. The big man walked, scolded, and carried
The foreign devil's grandmother scolded her all the way. Her mouth was like the foreign devil's machine gun, clicking continuously.
The artillery fire had not stopped yet, and the US troops on the mountain were stunned. Their positions were covered by artillery fire, and their bunkers and fortifications were destroyed. Many US troops did not react and were swallowed up by the ruthless artillery fire. They lay in sleeping bags and were buried in the collapsed tunnels, becoming their
grave.
The U.S. military uses 155mm howitzers, which are terrifyingly powerful. However, the tunnels dug by the U.S. military to store troops are not dug in the mountains. After all, their opponents are very backward Chinese people who do not even have unified guns. How can there be a big army?
caliber artillery shells, so the US military did not dig such a strong tunnel. As long as it can avoid the cold wind and rain, there is no need to dig a solid mountain.
No, this is exactly what happened. The large-caliber howitzer fell on the position. The power of the 155mm howitzer, which was enough to destroy a basketball court, was terrifying. With one shot, the trench that was originally one person high was flattened.
When the smoke dissipated, another grenade landed next to it, covering a full twenty meters.
Those American troops who woke up rushed out of the nearly collapsed tunnel, stood in the trench that was almost flattened, looked up at the position shrouded in artillery fire, and stared blankly, not understanding what was happening, until a grenade fell.
Beside him, the air wave swallowed him up in an instant. The smoke calmed down a little, and the person had disappeared.
They have not experienced bombings as many times as the volunteers, and naturally have no experience in avoiding bombings. Facing the position shrouded in artillery fire, they are like headless flies, running around, and a grenade falls around them, swallowing them up in an instant.
, when the gunpowder smoke filled the air, from the acrid and thick gunpowder smoke came the helpless screams of the American soldiers whose limbs were blown off, but they were quickly swallowed up by artillery fire.
The U.S. military health workers were unable to protect themselves. They rolled and crawled out of the troop storage tunnel, and their eyes were filled with fog, and gunpowder smoke enveloped the top of the mountain.
These soldiers were stunned. They didn't understand how they could suddenly be bombarded so violently even though they were sleeping well. They immediately mistakenly thought that the Chinese were coming. But they were more in disbelief because in their cognition
The Chinese people are backward, ignorant, and ignorant. They eat fried noodles, wear shabby clothes, and use backward weapons. How could they have such powerful heavy firepower?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! These American soldiers never dreamed that their incredible shelling was actually fired by their own people and landed on the high ground.
"Fuck!fuck!fuck!"
The second lieutenant was not dead yet. He was cursing loudly as he stumbled into the bombed and collapsed headquarters. He met a communications soldier. His helmet fell to the ground. He rushed out in panic, just in time with the commander.
The second lieutenant ran into him head on.
"Sir, it collapsed, it was blown up." The communications soldier said in a panic.
"Have you contacted your superiors?" The second lieutenant grabbed him as if grasping the last straw: "We need support! We need support!"
"Sir, Bronzebeard's radio was blown up and we can't contact him. The enemy's artillery fire was too strong!" the communications soldier said quickly.
"Fuck! fcuk! fcuk!" the second lieutenant yelled, and with a bang, a grenade exploded around them. In an instant, the air wave swept over with gravel and soil, the ground shook, and the two fell to the ground. The second lieutenant quickly stood up.
, panicked and said: "Retreat, retreat!"
However, his voice had been swallowed up by artillery fire. There were fleeing American soldiers everywhere, and there was no need for him to issue the order. Under such fierce bombardment, the fighting will of the American soldiers had already been crushed, and he did not wait for the order to be issued.
, had long since scattered and fled.
How fierce the artillery fire was on the position, how happy Xia Yuan and the others were. They came to the hilltop where they had previously observed and looked from a distance. The U.S. military station was brightly lit, and tanks and armored vehicles drove out of the station, as if they were alarmed.
Like a beehive, a battalion of U.S. troops trotted onto the road along with six tanks and three armored vehicles, heading towards the heights being shelled.
"Get ready to go down and grab the car! Once you grab the car, follow the way you came. As long as we drive the truck into the woods, we'll be safe!"
Xia Yuan shouted loudly, took out the gun from behind, and amidst the fierce gunfire, he hooked his finger and pulled the trigger.
Whoosh!
A bullet smashed the glass of the driver's door of the truck. The glass shattered with a loud sound, and the force was not reduced. It went straight into the truck driver's head. The car lost control, hit a truck on the other side, and rushed off the road without moving.
The truck driver passing by saw the truck driver with blood on the driving seat of the truck and couldn't help but be shocked.
The speed of the trucks on the highway is getting faster. The truck driver seems to be pressing the accelerator to the bottom, for fear of damaging the fish pond. What's more, the trucks competing on the high ground have no time to take care of the cargo. The fierce artillery almost covers the entire high ground and is jumped.
The flying gravel fell like raindrops, and some panicked drivers mistook the falling gravel for bullets.
The truck driver didn't think so at first, but he couldn't help but see the death of the drivers on the trucks that ran off the road. In a panic, he couldn't tell whether the bullets or rocks hit the cars.
Xia Yuan's shooting level is very high. Even if the truck is driving, it is very easy for Xia Yuan, who has master-level firearms skills, to hit the target. His shooting method is quite strange. He is not staring at the truck in one position at all.
Instead, the driver stares at the truck convoy on the entire highway and fires two shots at the head and two in the middle. This will cause the truck driver behind to drive forward and often encounter trucks that rush off the road.
Through the broken windows, you can still see the truck driver lying on the steering wheel, dying in an extremely cruel manner.
The truck soldiers of the foreign devils still cherished their lives very much. There were many soldiers who abandoned their trucks and fled for their lives. Once the truck in front stopped, even if the truck behind did not stop for a short time, but after seeing the tragic situation of those truck drivers after they rushed off the road, they were beaten by a group of people.
After a truck blocked by a truck driver abandoned the truck, the psychological pressure suddenly increased, and even the thought of abandoning it was shaken at this moment.
One person will sweep away ten people, and ten people will sweep away a hundred people.
The herd mentality works for humans of any color, especially when life and death are at stake. Those humans who cherish their lives will always do some incomprehensible things in panic, such as discarding a truck of supplies. Once a person does this behavior,
It is easy to take other people away. In this way, the truck of supplies will be left unattended. When the war comes, no one will see who drove the truck of supplies, let alone care.
More concerned about the Chinese army attacking them.
The artillery fire stopped, and the high ground was shrouded in thick gunpowder smoke. In this dark night, the gunpowder smoke rising into the sky was like a black cloud, making the already dark and gloomy sky even darker, gloomier, and more stressful. The gunpowder smoke drifted away, making nearby people
A hazy mist rose over the mountains and forests, reducing visibility by a few points.
The U.S. military had arrived at the bottom of the high ground and began to organize an orderly attack. The visibility was too low. They did not notice the Chinese on the mountain. They only saw the smoke and black smoke.
This is reasonable. They do not fight the Chinese once or twice. The Chinese are poor and backward. They cherish every bullet and will never waste it. They do not charge. Even if the Chinese on the mountain see them
They don't know how to shoot. If they fire, whether they hit or not, their position will be exposed.
Illumination bombs shone brightly in the sky, reflecting the black smoke billowing from the position that had been plowed by artillery fire.
"The Chinese will definitely not survive. Order Company B to attack the mountain and take back the position that belongs to us!"
"Yes, sir!"
A company of U.S. troops attacked the high ground along the winding mountain road. Since the tanks could not drive up, they drove to a position halfway up the mountain and adjusted their muzzles to the positions on the mountain. There were a large number of U.S. troops waiting in formation below, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
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"Sir! Your Excellency, Commander, has something important to ask you!"
At this time, a soldier ran over.
The U.S. Army major battalion commander immediately took over the communicator, heard the commander's voice, and immediately stood at attention, "Commander!"
"The strange appearance of this Chinese group. I heard from Second Lieutenant Slit that this Chinese group also has mortars and may be the main force of the Chinese army. You should deal with it carefully."
"Commander, please rest assured! No one can survive such fierce firepower, and the same goes for the Chinese. I am confident that we will win the position that belongs to us!"
"Very good, I will provide you with stronger backing!"
"yes!"
The U.S. Army major battalion commander who put down the communicator immediately ordered: "Notify Company C, coordinate the attack with Company B, and strive to capture our position in the shortest possible time!"
"yes!"
The two companies of U.S. soldiers began to attack the high ground. Along the way, the machine gunners used the raised slope to set up machine gun positions to cover the attacking U.S. soldiers. Snipers in ghillie suits were also in place, setting up M1903A1.
An 8x optical sight - M73B1 - was installed on the gun. The American sniper was observing the smoke-filled position with the help of the 8x telescope, but he felt a little strange.
The position was very calm, and there were few breakthroughs like bunker fortifications, which was puzzling. He participated in many battles. Every time he assisted the army in attacking, he could see that he was being covered by artillery fire.
Earth was constantly rising up on the Chinese positions at the back. This was because the bunker fortifications were destroyed by artillery fire. The surviving Chinese were working hard to save the bunkers and fortifications.
But the position in front of me was silent and there was no movement at all.